The Eschaton

Notes

It is well in that hour that he was a cautious and thoughtful man, for when the Seraphim rotated all the forms, bodies, archives, and signals containing every and any part of her, transformed it all into massless exotic particles, folded it into a channel of highly warped space parallel to the event horizon of the cosmic string, and banished her at many multiples of the speed of light; he used the galaxies within his servitude to manipulate the segment of the cosmic string he controlled to perform the exact same actions in the same order, so that his signal was hooked to her's and heterodyned upon it. Like a man grabbing onto a parachutist as they are flung from a high place, he was snatched up with her as the chute unfolded.